Chapter 85: The Living and the Dead

Prop costume tactical helmet under the square,

If you don't feel nervous, it's all a lie.

I'm afraid that the wolves will suddenly find out that he is a strange creature mixed in......

So Fangzheng specially chose to sit in the aft corner.

However, it is clear that Fang Zheng is thinking too much.

Everyone is in the same crew prop uniform, and even their faces are covered by prop helmets, they can't see each other's facial features, and they don't know each other.

The other two passengers did not stop at him, they all sat motionless and silent.

Even the corpse diggers, who are the boatmen, always maintain the same posture with their eyes closed.

At this time, there were already three passengers on the boat, and there was only one vacant seat left, and after waiting for about ten minutes, the fourth person appeared.

Touch the prop master's head and observe a second of silence for the prop master... The fourth person is also dressed in a crew props uniform, and a boatload of "militants" is just there.

Well?

After practicing martial arts, Fang Zheng's five senses are far more acute than ordinary people, and he smelled a different atmosphere on the boat... It is different from the smell of sweat of men's sweat glands, but the dark fragrance of the sleeves, the fragrance of Lan Xun Guifu, the fourth passenger is a sister paper?

Fang Zheng was stunned.

Obviously, several other boatmen also noticed this, and the heads under the tactical helmets of the two of them only turned slightly to the fourth boatman, and then turned their heads indifferently.

The whole process is contactless.

Steady a horse.

Fang Zheng, who had always remembered that he was a strange creature mixed into the wolves, quickly pretended to be indifferent and turned his head away, no longer paying attention to the girl.

lest thou expose thyself.

At this time, the number of people was full, and the corpse collector who had been sitting on the bow of the boat without moving, his strong and tall body slowly stood up. Then, without much words, the other passengers, who knew the rules, began to pay the fare.

The first is the two people sitting near the bow of the boat, who are the first to pay the fare.

Fang Zheng seemed to sit quietly and silently, but in fact, he had been paying attention to the every move of the people around him, trying to disguise himself as deep as possible, without showing traces, under the prop helmet, he caught a glimpse of the fare paid by the two of them, all of which were dark coins.

That is, Yin De money.

And sure enough... Fang Zheng is quiet.

When the corpse collector approached Fang Zheng, Fang Zheng took the initiative to pay the dead coin.

There were no accidents.

Finally, the sister paper also successfully paid the fare.

Fang Zheng has been squatting every day to collect corpses, to be honest, I really haven't seen a blind muddy person, who defaults on the debt or refuses to pay the fare.

"I just don't know what the result will be if you refuse to pay the fare and take the overlord ship?"

Well, Founder's idea is just out of curiosity.

Then, the corpse collector began to prop up the boat, and the small wooden boat was about to leave the shore, but at this moment, another figure approached in the dark, and it was a "militant" wearing the crew's prop uniform.

Fangzheng's heart tightened.

Could it be that these four people know each other and are accomplices, right?

Then one more of the four came out, and everyone knew what was going on... And then he was exposed?

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng's muscles tightened all over his body, and his nerves were tensed into a line, and if something was wrong, he decided to kill him directly.

But fortunately, nothing happened, and when he saw that the boat was full of four people, he was stunned.

After a moment of silence, the man turned into the darkness of the night in another direction, and quickly disappeared from Fangzheng's field of vision.

Call.

Fang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and only then did he realize that some cold sweat was secreting from his back.

But in the next second, Fang Zheng under the prop helmet, looking at the direction where the fifth person disappeared, there... It seems to be in the direction of another lake shore, not the opposite direction of leaving Longtou Lake, is there any other way to cross the lake?

Just as Fang Zheng was thinking, the corpse collector propped up the boat, and the small sampan wooden boat began to slowly row into the depths of the Pinghu Lake under the thick white fog.

As the small wooden boat gradually went offshore, some strange movements around him began to attract Fangzheng's attention.

For example, the whispers of many people in their ears, the voices of men and women, the recitation of strange scriptures, the strange scales of light songs... All these things seem to form the voice of the devil full of evil temptations, gently rubbing every nerve of people and the deepest string of the heart, seducing people's negative emotions little by little, igniting the deepest dark world in the heart, and gradually falling into the deepest abyss of hell......

Fang Zheng's heart was shocked, and he immediately unfolded the "Demon Ape Meditation View", and in an instant, his heart was like a mirror platform, guarding his spirit and not being polluted by evil.

When the mind regained clarity, all the small whispers in the ears disappeared, and the spiritual martial arts continued to guard the square state of mind and was not polluted by the outside world.

After recovering Qingming, Fang Zheng found that in the calm lake under the boat, there were black shadows wandering quickly like black smoke jellyfish, as if they were... It's all ghosts.

And the whispers that seemed to be the whispers of many people before were made by the whispers of dark shadows under the surface of these lakes.

Under this lake......

It's all ghosts.

Fangzheng two strands and one tight, this small sampan boat that doesn't look sturdy, shouldn't it overturn due to overload?

But that's not the point, those dense ghosts under the lake didn't even find them, and Fang Zheng glanced thoughtfully at the corpse salvage who was holding the boat.

The reason why corpse diggers were taboo by everyone in ancient times, and later it was rumored to be one of the major evil professions, is precisely because there is a special group of people among corpse diggers, the living and the dead.

He is a living man, but he has the face of a dead man.

The water is yin, and the people who drown in the water are basically people who die horizontally, so the ancients are very feudal and superstitious, thinking that this kind of people are the easiest to "make trouble" after death, and will often look for substitute ghosts in the water. For thousands of years, there have been so many people who have drowned in the water that it is no exaggeration to say that every river must have drowned people. Therefore, if you want to fish for corpses in this water, there are naturally many taboos, and later among the corpse diggers, a special group of people gradually appeared, living and dead.

By growing up eating dead human flesh, enduring the pain that ordinary people can't bear, and eating until they grow up to adulthood, when they are full of life, they can go where the living can't go, and they can get close to things that the living can't reach, and even the ghosts can't see the corpse fishers. Because in the eyes of ghosts, only one dead person is seen.

When I met Mr. Fu for the first time, Fang Zheng specially searched for relevant content in many aspects, including the introduction of living and dead people.

Of course, this is just a folk rumor, and it is the ignorance of the ancients to spread false rumors and exaggerate things. Eating dead human flesh would have been poisoned to death, and all kinds of superbugs in the corpse, corpse poison, can directly destroy a person's immune system.

Perhaps, this is another special kind of physique?

Just like the other awakened people, the corpse digger in front of him has also awakened a special bloodline physique... Fang Zheng has been thinking that the blue blood moon is not an exception, it is reincarnated once in a hundred years, and it has existed since ancient times.

Ancient "Strange Tales from Liaozhai", "Notes on Reading Wei Caotang", "Sou Shen Ji"... All kinds of foxes, ghosts, fairies, monsters, and ghosts, too many to mention, and there are Western devil legends... Could it be that in ancient times, there were already awakened people?

In modern times, it is a supernatural person?